sara, have you read any of Gawande's books?
Nope. Email me with some titles (cause then I have it on record somewhere and I need that.) And that sounds right up my alley. I'm woefully behind on my books.
Holy fuck, will my internet connection just stay the fuck up?!!! It's pissing me off.
Oh and lori makes me stop the rage with a picture of Grace. Y'all...GRACE! YAY!
Aw! Yay for Grace being off the vent, and for sleepy cutieheadedness!
Due respect to Jon B. The spokestheramist has NO control over the quality of the boiled meat. With it's wee, nasty, boiled onion toppings cleverly disguised with adorable, square buns.
Yay, Grace! Go, wee, beautiful girl!
I seem to have had too much vodka, and not enough food.
I blame Cass. And Kripke.
I blame Cass. And Kripke.
Hey! In Portland here.
I only enabled, I didn't cause it.
Blame Kripke. It's his damn fault.
spokestheramist
This is my new favorite word.
Blame Kripke. It's his damn fault.
I'm just going to keep on thinking of the cranky logician Saul Kripke whenever I see sentences like this. I make my own fun.
Good plan, the other Kripke lacks logic. Just brings pain and pretty.